We were told the Watchers never interfere. That was the first lie.
Somewhere between yesterday and the memory of yesterday, time stuttered. A word you’re certain you spoke refuses to exist. A touch you can still feel never happened at all.
These are called loop scars — the places where timelines overlap and then tear away from each other. To most people they feel like déjà vu, or a dream that won’t quite fade.
To the Watchers, they are signatures. Proof that someone, somewhere, has edited the record.
Some Observe. Some Correct. Some burn the page.
This site is the beginning of that chronicle: a map of fractures, echoes, and the people trapped between versions of themselves.
Soon, the first full account will be opened to the public record: Time Is Broken — Book One of the Watcher Saga.